Ah Tara, I don't think that you will hear any people laughing at your feelings of the matriarch of the clan. She has passed, she is wandering those fields, finding the succulent greens that you and yours have so willingly found for her, for the extra comfort in the frailing last days of life. What a lovely tribute to Haley. And a beautiful name. She has taught you many things, you have listened and you have learned. I too believe that critters have a way of making us understand their needs. Their methods of giving this gratitude come in many forms. A lovely story, Tara, and you know our noses quivered, a few tears may have fallen, the love of the animals shines through, and the hat off to you and yours. They strike deep in our heart, and so rightly deserve to be loved and cared very deeply for. Haley is happy, running and flouncing through those lush green fields. have a beautiful day, CynthiaM.